Art Thief

Officer Evans got in his car. He buckled his seatbelt and fixed his mirror on Sebastian, “Sir, I didn’t think your plan would work.”

Sebastian laughed, “Agent Keats, why do you always doubt my plans?”

Agent Keats rolled his eyes, “Because your back story was deeper than I’ve encountered before.” Keats started the car and drove out on the roads. “It’s taken us four years to capture this thief.”

Sebastian crossed his arms, “Yeah, too long, but we had to have concrete evidence. You found all the paintings at his house, correct?”

“Yes, Sir. The other policemen with me already contacted our Chief to tell them the good news.”

They drove for a mile south away from the college. Keats pulled into an ally and turned the car off as his phone went off.

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